Good times, bad times, I know I've had my share...

I've always had a bad time not letting my emotions run away with me. I also have a tendency to fall truly, madly, deeply for women who for whatever reason are just not going to be right for me.

I've been doing this since I was six, so you'd think I would have learned by now. But no, all I seem to do is find a different way to walk straight into a new take on the same old situation again...

On the other hand, in some of the last few times I've had this happen to me, I've at least come out of it with a very dear friend. Thankfully, the most recent time I've jumped in heartfirst turned out to be one of those. While I still wish that I had gotten to know her before the guy she's madly devoted to did, and I'm still admittedly petty enough to have a hard time remembering his name, I'm mature enough to not just acknowledge, but accept, that he makes her really happy.

Besides, I tend to have better luck with friendships. And as long as that lasts with her, that I can be happy about.